Page 47 of Doctor Neighbor

The sensation of her tight, wet heat enveloping me is almost too much to bear. I start to move, each stroke deeper and more powerful than the last. The wall behind Cole creaks with the force of our passion, but neither of us cares. All that matters is this moment, this connection, this raw, animalistic joining of our bodies.

I can feel Cole's orgasm building, and I can feel her body tensing around me. I thrust into her harder, faster, chasing her pleasure as well as my own. And then she's there, her inner walls clamping down around me as she cries out in ecstasy.

The feel of her coming undone sends me over the edge. I bury myself deep inside her one last time, my own release crashing over me in wave after wave of pure, unadulterated bliss.

As our breathing slowly returns to normal, I pull back to look at Cole. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips swollen from our kisses, and her eyes shine with a mix of satisfaction and surprise. I can't help but grin at her, proud of the pleasure I've given her.

But as much as I'd love to stay buried inside her forever, I know we can't linger here. Reluctantly, I withdraw from her and help her pull her joggers back into place. I gently kiss her forehead, then step back to give her some space.

We're both quiet for a moment, the reality of what just happened between us hanging in the air. But before we can say anything, the bell over the cafe door jingles, signaling the arrival of new customers.

Cole's eyes go wide, and I can't help but chuckle at her panic. "I'll go keep them busy," I whisper, pressing one last quick kiss to her lips before I head back out to the front of the cafe and leave Cole to collect herself in the back.

I grin as I catch my breath, still reeling from our passionate encounter. "I think I need a cigarette and another coffee after that," I joke, running a hand through my disheveled hair.

Cole laughs, her cheeks still flushed. "Well, I can help you with one of those things," she quips, adjusting her twisted dress.

We share a conspiratorial smile, but our moment is interrupted by another jingling of the bell at the front door. We spring into action, scrambling to make ourselves presentable. Cole quickly pulls on her panties and smooths down her dress while I yank up my scrub pants, fumbling with the drawstring.

Just as I finish tying the knot on my pants, Nelson appears in the doorway. I try to keep my expression neutral, but I can feel the heat rising in my face. Cole clears her throat.

"Oh, hey, Nelson," she says, her voice a touch too high. "I was just showing Buster our vintage roaster."

I nod enthusiastically, hoping my face isn't as red as it feels. "It's awe-inspiring,” I add, gesturing to the machine. "Quite a piece of equipment you've got here."

Nelson's eyes flick between us, and for a moment, I'm sure he's going to call us out. But he nods and moves further into the room.

Cole and I exchange a quick glance, relief mingling with lingering desire.

"I should probably get going," I say reluctantly. "Thanks for the...tour, Cole."

She smiles, a promise in her eyes. "Anytime, Buster. Come back soon."

I can’t wipe the grin off my face as I head for the door. This thing with Cole might be a minefield, but damn if it isn't exciting.

5:27 pm

I sit in Jake’s office, the weight of the situation pressing down on me. Jake slides a stack of papers across the desk, his expression serious.

“This is the partition action complaint,” Jake explains. “By signing this, we’re formally requesting the court to intervene and force a decision on how to divide the interest in the house. Since Lara refuses to agree, this is our best option.”

I nod, picking up the pen with a mix of reluctance and determination. “So, what happens after I sign this?”

“Once you sign, we’ll file the complaint with the court. They’ll review it and set a hearing date. We’ll present our case during the hearing, and the judge will decide how to proceed. Typically, the court orders the sale of the property and divides the proceeds according to each party’s interest.”

I take a deep breath and sign the document, feeling a sense of finality. “Alright, let’s do this.”

Jake nods, taking the signed papers and placing them in a folder. “We’ll get this filed right away. It’s a big step, but it’s the right one. We’ll make sure you get your fair share of the house.”

As I leave Jake’s office, I feel anxious and relieved at the same time. It’s not going to be easy, but at least I'm taking control and not letting her dictate every move.

With the legal action underway, I can see a future where this chapter with Lara is finally closed.

The screen, in my mind, split between what just went down at Brewed Awakening with Cole and now being here dealing with Lara, shows the definition of contrast. The whole thing has me all turned around. I'm having difficulty making heads or tails about either one individually. Both happening simultaneously is like living inside of a hurricane.

6:04 pm

I sink into the hot leather seat of my car, my mind swirling with legal jargon and the weight of what I've just set in motion. The need to blow off some steam is overwhelming. I pull out my phone, firing off quick texts to a few friends, hoping someone's up for a game of pickleball. No luck. Everyone's either working late or has family commitments.

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